Idespair, I walk, I crush in something, a voice, a girlvoice, somebody is here with me, I can't keep my balance,fuck! I'm gonna fall...The voice, talk...ng to me, a hand in my face, slapping,fuck! Someone is beating me. The dream, the tits, the bigtits. Oh yeah! I must have fainted, and dreamed. The voicekeeps sounding, I try to open my eyes, my head aches. Ifaint other times, and is always like this, the voice, Ican hear, is saying:"Sheila, Sheila, wake up!"Sheila, who the fuck is Sheila? Oh no!. Jimmy stifled a moan of pleasure with a discreet cough, lifting one leg up to place his foot on the seat opposite, covering his arousal.The woman stubbed her cigarette out and sighed, expelling a final cloud of smoke that drifted between them like early morning fog. "I love the view from here," she said ambiguously, "where do you go? I usually have the carriage to myself at this time of day."Jimmy explained where he was going without missing a stroke and agreed that the scenery was wonderful; a. And there must have been some leakage, because the aroma of semen was strong. The money jar has forty-five dollars in it, so it looked like a couple of the men were showing their appreciation.I knew that Ed was coming home soon, but I called him that night to let him know about the condoms. I explained everything, even how I was playing with the men’s semen, and Ed got very excited.He said, “Wow, that's amazing, Maggie, but it’s hard to believe. If it’s true, I have to admit that it excites me. Can he smell me? Oh, this is embarrassing. But the embarrassment seemed to make her even hornier. The wives who were walking behind Jeff seemed to pay little attention to what was happening, leading her to wonder if something like this wasn’t a frequent thing.In the bedroom, he lifted her from his shoulder, but as she started to step away, he leaned to thoroughly kiss her, then lightly swatted her on her ass again, more to show ownership than anything else, she suspected. That made her even.